A/N I'm a huge fan of Austin&Ally and also Auslly. This is my first FanfFic on the show and I tend to switch between typing short or long chapters so don't be surprised if one chapter is around 8,000 words, which odds are wont happen. Also i'm also an author on so i might post this up on there so that nobody gets confused or suspicious about copyright. This story is mine!So without any further of due. Please Enjoy!
Disclaimer I don't own Austin or Ally or anything associated with Disney Channel. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be writing this. Also don't own Radioactive by Imagine Dragons.
So, let's go over it one more time. I'm Ally Dawson, daughter of Lester Dawson, the owner of Miami's music store, Sonic Boom, which is located next to Miami Beach in the shopping center. My life's been pretty simple. Had one best friend named Trish and by the power of music, now I have 3. Which may not seem a lot, but it's as much as I can handle. Especially since December 2, 2011. I went from the reserved, nobody that everyone slightly knew, to the songwriter of overnight sensation Austin Moon. Talented, funny, everything you'd love in a person. But that's what makes all of this confusing. I've always had this place in my heart for him. At first, I thought of it as a brother-sister type of relationship, but a part of me wishes it to be something more. No one knows, because ever since I saw his reaction to the first time he thought I had a crush on him, this was something I kept to myself. To my Book. And now, to you.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Dez? We are not making a music video in an underwater city named Deztopia that doesn't even exist!" I huffed as I turn back towards the marble counter, where an agitated customer had been waiting, probably for more than 5 minutes. Could you blame them, ever since Austin got number one video with "No Ordinary Day", Dez has been on my case about writing a new song even though we released it last week.
I handed the customer their receipt along with their violin case before they vacated the store, I stood nervous, hoping bad customer service doesn't become the main title of Sonic Boom.
I've known this kid, how long, and he still treats me like I'm a pet sometimes. But I got to say, I love my ginger. If it weren't for his goofy personality, who knows where we'd stand.
Dez pouted his lips while attempting to give the most sincere facial expression known to man, but it didn't work. "You know what your problem is, Ally? You're too uptight about everything. Don't do this, don't do that, there's no eating in the store!"
After his complaining, he pulled out a foot long sub from his back pack and placed it atop the counter. He tossed a mustard bottle into the air as if he were tossing a baton, and then caught it with his right hand before lifting the top bun and designing patterns along the various ingredients. It disgusted me. And how is it humanly possible to fit one of those things in a back pack that seemed to be created for a pre-scholar.
All of it became oblivious once I saw Austin's figure approach from behind Dez. Something about his facial expression showed that he was obviously excited about something. "Ally, I had this awesome dream last night that included the zombie apocalypse and then it came to me-" He froze mid-sentence, staring at the half eaten sub that Dez had been devouring. "I've got to eat this sandwich with Dez!" Austin quickly ripped off a part for himself and slowly chewed every piece, savoring the moment.
I got distracted real easily. Especially when it comes to Austin. His blonde hair that flips perfectly at the front then darkens in the back towards his neck. His light chestnut eyes that illuminate in the light. The way he smiles at the littlest things makes my heart skip a beat.
"You'd actually stop to eat a sub while you're experiencing the apocalypse?" I asked, knowing some stupid response was to come.
"Uh, duh. If you were going to die and become a blood thirsty zombie, wouldn't you want to share a sub with Trish?" Dez questioned as I pictured me being attacked by a zombie. There wouldn't be any hope for me.
"No and don't you guys understand that there's no eating in the store?" I yapped as Dez gave me an I-Told-You-So expression.
"But, that's not what I came to tell you," Austin mumbled while wiping off spots of mustard from his chin. "I got this great idea for a new song, one that won't sound like a 16 year old teenager wrote."
I couldn't tell if I should have been offended, but Austin wasn't normally the one to jump into great ideas. So, what else to do than give him a shot. "Well, my shift doesn't end for another hour, so maybe you could go on up to the practice room and start working on it."
His eyes narrowed at the brown book at the edge of the counter. "Will you let me write down the lyrics in your book?" Austin asked with a smirk as his hand crept towards it then was immediately cut off by the forced of my arms.
"No!" I blurted as I tightly gripped his wrists. Everyone knows not to touch my book and have said that many times. But this time, I showed some type of, resistance towards it. All my personal journal entries are in there and if any one found out, my life would be ruined.
The look on Austin and Dez's face showed suspicion. They read it about a year ago and we all know where that lead to. Austin getting a fake tan and almost burning his mouth off by eating one of the world's hottest peppers. Also, his curiosity of me liking him.
"Just write it down on some scrap paper and I'll copy it later," I informed as Austin strolled up the steps and disappeared, leaving me with only one other problem. Dez. "No underwater music videos!" I hollered before pointing to the door and Dez trudging out with a pout on his face.
Right as he walked, guess who just walked in.
"Guess who got a job at Bouncing Castle?" Trish announced as she did her signature pose which consists of both hands pointing in the air. Her brown curly locks placed on tanned skinned shoulders as her smile quickly faded after announcing the occupation.
"Do you think you're really capable of tolerating 5 year olds on huge bouncy houses?" I asked, doubting she actually could. I know Trish she can barely handle Dez.
"What, it's not that hard to yell 'Hey! Stop bouncing on that kids head! There's no brain for cushioning his skull if it breaks!' at children," Trish pointed out.
I tilted my head in confusion. "They why'd you decide to work there?"
"Cause I get to yell at misbehaved children. It's good practice for baby sitting skills," Trish informed as I sighed and walked around the store, fixing everything before we closed up for lunch. "Did you want to come join me? It's really fun once you try it!"
"Thanks Trish, there's nothing more fun than telling children to stop jumping…on people's heads?" I made sure that statement was correct as she nodded her head. "But Austin has this great new idea for a song and this might be the only one, so…."
"Oh, definitely. That might come once in a lifetime," Trish teased as she headed towards the entrance. "Text me and Dez once you're done, can't wait to hear it!" She squealed as I flashed a smile and she left, stranding me behind the counter.
"Yeah, neither can I."
I stood at the doorway, gawking at how attractive it was when Austin was sliding his fingers across a piano in a striking harmony. All that I could take out of his lyrics so far was a pairs of "Oh's" and "Ah's. At least they were sung correctly.
"What has my partner in crime, come up with?" I asked, slightly startling him by the way he instantly flipped in his seat. Once he saw it was me, he relaxed and expressed it with a smile.
"I think I have majority of it done, I just need your help on a couple of lyrics," Austin handed me a sheet of paper with words sloppily written. I glanced over them and realized that this song was as decent and as close to the zombie apocoltypse that someone could get.
"I'm waking up to ash and dust, I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I'm breathing in, the chemicals. Wait. Breathe in and out?" I ask, arching a brow towards him.
"Yeah, it sounds like this, *intesly breathes in and out*, see? I just need the bridge and maybe we could change a few other things if you don't like them?" Austin suggested as I rolled my eyes and placed my hands along my hips.
"Now, why would I not like them? You wrote them."
"Yeah, but it doesn't mean that my level of expertise in song writing is as good as yours. Like I've said a million times, I couldn't do this without you ally," In the most genuine tone, he completed his compliment then seemed totally oblvious of my presence, because of his phone. I noticed it lighting up every now and then, but I guessed he didn't notice.
"Dez?" I asked, knowing that he would be the only person repeatedly texting him.
"For once, no. It's Kira." As her name slithered off of Austin's lips, I choked on my own breath.
Kira.
She was the female love interest in Austin's 'No Ordinary Day' music video. The one that reached #1 on the Hot 100. Sure she was pretty, but her breath reeked and Austin was resistant to her ever since. Funny how things change so quickly.
"Bad breath, Kira?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Actually, minty breath Kira. Apparently all that she ate that day were pizza'a with garlic on them, so that caused the stench. But now she's flawless and sweet, perfect and beautiful."
"Can we work on the song please?" I spoke, making it sound more like a command then permisson.
"I guess," He agreed, knowing that something was off about me. "So, I want you to play these notes while I sing. This is what I thought would be good for the chorus."
I examined the sheet with a drawn music staff and played the chords one after the other while Austin sang
I feel it in my bones, enough to make my systems grow.
Welcome to the new age, to the new age,
Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
Who-oh-oa, who-oh-oa, I'm
Radioactive, radioactive.
I finished slamming on the keys and this weird sensation hit me.
"You wrote that?" I asked in amazement.
"What can I say? Music just comes to me." Austin teased as his phone lit up and he reached over to the table to retireve it. I had to think fast.
"For the bridge maybe we could do-"
"Sorry Ally, but Kira wants me to meet her at the food court and I don't want to be late," Austin informed as he grabbed his jean jacket and slid it onto his arms. "We can finish it later Ally, okay?" I gave a silent nod as he ran out the door, slamming it behind him.
I sighed in disappointment as I looked at the rest of the lyrics. I silently wrote words that I thought would go good with the bridge and ended up playing different keys. Not A Love Song. With different words.
"I'm always on your mind, you think about me all the time."
Nope.
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